I’d love for this not to be a depressing blog, but it’s been a crap month – January having almost become the Monday of Months (to paraphrase one of the baristas at the local coffee house).
After a brief battle with my GP this morning, we’re back North today to carry on sorting out my father in law’s estate (or lack thereof), and all the attendant paperwork to go with that process. As we’ve already been financially snookered by the costs of hotels, fuel, and food over the last two weeks, we’re going to stay in his bungalow while we clear it out and clean it. I’m expecting this week therefore to only increase the trauma and headaches before it is done.
Oh, and I’ve been asked to write and give the eulogy at his funeral. As of the current, admittedly angry, mental draft it has a lot in common with a stand up routine, but will no doubt mellow as I actually commit words to paper.
Right, time to get this show on the road.